Supreme Emperor of Mist

"Why are we producing so much this time? Are we going to sell them to another province?" a young boy asked his father, who's working inside the Qin's Brewery.

"Not to another province, but to people that'll bring peace to our Yunshan Province. Now, be a good boy and play somewhere else while your dad work. Go home and tell your mom to make me something simple for everyone else." the father makes a mess of his son's hair before letting him go.

"Bad father! You've made my hair all mess up!" the boy runs before his father comes to catch him.

The Qin Brewery wasn't the only place that has been working nonstop. Even the Qin Pharmacy and Hu Family's Incense workshop have been producing their product without stopping. Everything that was completed will be delivered to the Zhou Treasured Pavilion in the Xiyun City branch before taken to Fuyun City.

As for Qin Lan's proud Qin Faction located in the Fuyun City, they're working without stopping as well.

Close to 10,000 pills were sent to the Ninth Prince's Manor that night. After dedicating all his time to refine some difficult pills, even Qin Lan and Lu Qing Yun pay a visit to Sun Wu Jian's manor to provide them with some medical help.

"Get naked, all of you!" Qin Lan shouted at the cultivators gathered in the training ground. Their strength was in between the fourth to seventh-level of Flesh Refining, with a few exceptions.

Six half-step Bone Reconstruction Cultivators served Sun Wu Jian this time, which is an improvement compared to before.

"There are female cultivators here too. Please be considerate to us, would you?" some of the inexperienced newcomers responded to Qin Lan as they hesitate to follow his order.

"The female can follow my assistant to a much more private treatment chamber. For the men, if you don't want to suffer later, take off your damn clothing right now!" Qin Lan shouts after he's done assigning the female cultivators to Lu Qing Yun.

Those who experienced Qin Lan's treatment before immediately took off their clothing without the need to give it thought. Although Qin Lan did ask them to get naked, it was only directed only to their top, not their bottom.

"Doctor Qin! We're ready for your... Ouch!!!" close to a hundred acupuncture needles flew outwards from a flick of Qin Lan's Heavenly Flicking Fingers. It went straight to where their blood is clotted.

"Look at those boys screaming just like their buttock got beaten by their mother." a few female cultivators laugh at the men that screamed because of Qin Lan's needle.

But about half an hour later, moaning and screams came from the inside of the treatment chamber. It was comparable to pig and chicken crying before getting slaughtered.

"Hahaha... Look at those pampered princesses." the men laughed back at them. Deep inside their heart, they're feeling thankful for Lu Qing Yun to enact revenge for them.

It was a night of grown-up males and females crying for their mother and father. But in return for the suffering, they're likely not going to face difficulty when cultivating and practicing their martial arts.

"Brother Qin," Sun Wu Jian gently gives a few knocks on Qin Lan's door.

"Good morning, brother Sun. What a blessing to have your highness be the first to visit me so early in the morning." Qin Lan smiled as he politely invites Sun Wu Jian into the room prepared for Qin Lan.

"Huang Ping, Wang Xun. Both of you are excused. Let me chat with brother Qin with peace." Sun Wu Jian waved his finger as he kicked the two people out of the room.

"Then... Please excuse your servant." Huang Ping bowed as he retreated from the room.

"Wang Xun will left too. Please let us know if your highness needed us for anything else."

"Still sneaking around?" suddenly, Sun Wu Jian threw a cup at one of the windows near the door. The action shocked the two as they quickly escape from getting scolded by Sun Wu Jian later.

"Brother Qin, I'll be honest since it's only both of us inside this room now. Can you give me a hand in my cultivation?" Sun Wu Jian cupped his hands together as he asked for Qin Lan's help.

"It seems it's time for your highness to try and advance into the eighth-level cultivation." Qin Lan gave a comment the moment his finger pressed on Sun Wu Jian's wrist.

"Let's do it. Only by getting stronger can you bring the chances of victory higher. Every level in the cultivation is equaled to climbing across another mountain, and the sight you'll be able to see after advancement is different."

"Are you ready to face the challenge?" Qin Lan asked.

Sun Wu Jian took a deep breath as the silence filled the room. After he exhaled, the gaze in his eyes changed as it was filled with a hint of confidence.

After adjusting the state of his mind, Sun Wu Jian gave Qin Lan a nod.

"Then... Let's start." Qin Lan took the Eight Transformation Treasured Brush out from his sleeve's pocket along with a bottle of Foul Essence Silver Ink.

A hint of spiritual energy soon gathered around the brush tip as Qin Lan inscribe an ancient text on Sun Wu Jian's back.

~A sleeping Dragon meditates in its chamber~

~Added with a text of Yu to bring the rain forth~

~Spiritual Qi converging around four directions~

~Turning from a snake into a Flood Dragon~

An Essence Transformation Pill with seven pill veins is taken out along with a bottle of Kunlun Hill's Dragon Moss extract. Inside the bottle is five Kunlun Lesser Dragon Pill, a refined version of the Dragon Moss extract.

Additionally, Qin Lan took a bottle of ten Spiritual Accumulating Pills out and arranged them in a circle around Sun Wu Jian.

"Brother Sun, the preparation is ready. Calm your mind and take the Huang-Grade Essence Transformation Pill when you're ready!" Qin Lan reminds Sun Wu Jian the moment he's well prepared.

Although it was a last-minute effort of Qin Lan to assure the advancement success, it was of higher quality than the others.

A magical scene happened the moment the Essence Transformation Pill was swallowed by Sun Wu Jian. Like an eye of a tornado, every existing Spiritual Energy surrounding the manor and its neighborhood started to form a spiral cloud above the ninth prince manor.

This scene ended up becoming a hot topic between the city residents as they started gathering outside his manor to catch a view of what's happening.

"Is a dragon is descending from heaven? Why does it choose the Ninth Prince Manor and not the others?" the resident asked.

"No, it must be the birth of a heaven-defying child. Heaven seems to be offended if you look clearly at the core of the thunderous cloud." another resident added.

"Go F*ck yourself. Who the hell is possibly giving birth in Ninth Prince's Manor?" the others cursed him and kicked the resident away from the crowd.

"Maybe the ninth prince is becoming an immortal. I'll have to quickly apply my cosmetic foundation. This way, I can become a wife of an immortal." an obese lady said.

"Please, madam. Get a bowl of water to look at yourself before you talk about marrying the ninth prince. Don't ruin his image with your word here in public." another woman who looks skinny like a bamboo said.

"Look at the pot and kettle fighting..." all the other residents shook their heads while feeling speechless about the two women's scuffle.

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Inside the Ninth Prince Manor.

"I knew it. There's nothing normal each time when our Grace is going around with that Qin Lan. Look at this phenomenon..." Huang Ping complained as his heart is getting worried about Sun Wu Jian.

'What if they're trying something ridiculous?' a heavy boulder is currently sitting on his heart right now as he asked himself to barge inside the room or not.

While inside the room, Sun Wu Jian is undergoing enlightenment. It was a once-in-a-thousand chance such a blessing could happen to a cultivator seeking to advance his cultivation to a level above.

Using his acute sense and experience, Qin Lan carefully monitored Sun Wu Jian's progress. The excess Spiritual Energy inside the room is also diverted to bring the ten Spiritual Accumulating Pill into its maturity.

Soon, a layer of impurity gradually being forced out by Sun Wu Jian's body as his facial expression turned into a suffering one. His face turned red without control as if he was burned by the flame of a volcano.

"Ninth Prince... If you feel that your enlightenment has ended, then start pushing your Spiritual Energy across the limit. Strengthen blood and refine your flesh. It's time to walk towards the eighth-level of Flesh Refining Cultivation!" Qin Lan said.

"Let's do this! Spiritual Energy all around me! It's time to attack and refine my flesh!" Sun Wu Jian howled. The five Kunlun Lesser Dragon Pills are swallowed without hesitation.

The moment it reaches his belly, a surge of Spiritual Qi worthy of five drops of Precelestial Essence appeared from the melted pill. It mixed together inside Sun Wu Jian's Dantian instantly as Qin Lan flicked the matured Spiritual Accumulating Pill into his mouth one by one.

"Ancient Text of Yu, it's time the flood comes." Qin Lan waved both his hand to open all the windows in his room. Then, something else happened.

A lightning bolt came from the dark cloud, acting like it was here to deliver a lightning tribulation to mortals that dare to challenge its might.

"Bzzt... Bam!"